What You Ought Not Do

[2Ace4U]

Do NOT lash out your razored-edge tongue at me,

To spit your acid-coated words;

Then, to look at all surprised

When my flesh begins to bleed?  The Audacity!

The blame?

It's yours to claim; so claim it!

My love for you, as white as the snow is pure

I watch, as the life-blood of my heart seeps

Into the pure and white snow.

How ironic it is, that what it is, is only you who can stop the Flow?

For it is, and only is, is you which began the flow?

The Flow, in which  its only purpose, only which is that to love you?

For your words, and your words only serve a dual purpose.

Your razor tongue which spits your venom words

Is the same tongue, that from it creates my healing salve.

But, do not worry, as worry you definately do not.

For as surely as my life-blood flows freely from your wounds inflicted upon me,

I do not have much in me left to flow.

You mustn't worry yourself

With such trivial matters;

Such as the healing powers of your salve.

Do NOT offer me instead,

Your wise words of wisdom!

Or, is your wisdom really wise?

No, I thought not

Of your advice.

And besides, your advice is neither

Welcomed

Nor

Warranted!